Lately people have been explaining to me their relationship with God. I don't know if the dramatic increase of the topic of religion in my life is because I'm taking a class called Uses and Abuses of the Bible, or maybe I'm supposed to find out more about God.
Skepticism and reason is hard for me to brush aside, but I think now at this time in my life I would be able to look into religion. And not only religion, but my life in general. For most of my life, I have never really lived my own life. That sounds silly, but it's true. Either I followed the guidelines that my parents had drawn out for me, or that which society and my environment had. This is the first time I feel that I'm in control of my own life.
On a more trivial but related note, I can picture myself living on my own for the first time. This experience has aided in making me more of an independent person, I think. Admittedly I am still dependent on my parents for financial and emotional support, but this is the first time in my life that I could ever see myself being my own person. I have never truthfully been able to see myself in the future, but now I can picture myself in a cozy apartment on my own. The details are still a bit vague, but for the first time I can picture it. I know that for most people that comes easily, but I've always struggled with the concept. And I think the reason I couldn't before was because I was never really living for me.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Coincidence?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)

3 comments:
I've been to church twice now. (Fellowship, man) It's entertaining. Eventhough I'm not sure of what I think, I like listening to the pastor, solely because he makes me think. (Not that I need to think more than I do already, goodness)
I've got it planned out. A lofty apartment with a white sofa and many plants. A kitty and one of those sets of hooks for keychains by the door. An over-stuffed shoe-rack and a balcony. An old-fashioned phone and lots of Mac N' Cheese. The rest of my details are undecided aswell.
Fellowship? Goodness gracious; that place is a joke. But I don't disagree that they promote good morals, so whatever. Megachurches. Bleh.
To Kristine: Oh how I love you.
i fucking miss you. what the fuck?
Post a Comment